She sat down on the edge of the king sized bed carefully, and gently placed a hand on his chest - she wanted contact with him. As she did so he immediately let out a small groan of pain, and so she jumped away startled and a little unnerved, wondering what she had done. She gently pulled up his loose shirt styled gown, and saw that the majority of his ribs were black and blue, and she mentally slapped herself for leaning on him, what a stupid thing to do.
She glanced around the room and spotted the open duffel bag. She walked across to it and began to rummage through its contents. She saw all of the different types of drugs and pills, and pulled out a folded piece of paper which caught her attention, the one containing the list of Jack's injuries. She read through the sheet twice and felt like crying. Not only did he have a severe head wound and shattered hip; but she had leant on his ribs - most of which, if not all of them, were broken. She dropped the sheet back into the bag and walked around to the other side of the bed, careful not to knock any of the cables and wires from the I.V., which led into him.
She chose not to sit down, she was afraid of hurting him further, so she stood and watched him sleep as the silent electric fan blew a gentle breeze in his direction, moving his thin blonde hair around in the process. Her heart was aching in her chest as she watched him, she felt so helpless. She wanted to pour her soul out and apologise to him, she wanted to confess everything, but because he was asleep she decided to leave the speech for another time.
She thought about that night, she knew the only reason he was in the state he was in, was because of her own actions. Deep down it strengthened her love for him, he had protected her. She knew that if it had been Ramon who hit her, Hector wouldn't have done a thing. Jack was different, he not only cared for her, but he respected her too; which meant just as much. She moved back away from the bed and made to leave, but before she did so she finally spoke, her words cutting through the silence like a dagger.
"I'm... I'm sorry about all of this. Everything that happened was my fault, and you shouldn't have to suffer because of my actions."
It didn't take her pain away, nor did it make herself feel any better, but it was better than nothing. With that she left the room without looking back. Once outside the door she quickly rubbed at her eyes before going to find Hector.
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The next day Hector and Ramon had a heated discussion about Jacks drugs, and eventually decided that they would slowly reduce the amount day by day, which would mean that each time he became conscious he would become more responsive, and if everything went according to plan, he would eventually get used to the pain. With their deadline for the virus only a few months away, they needed Jack, they couldn't afford to wait. As a test they decided to see how he responded once they disconnected the I.V which was pumping drugs into him. Not much happened at first and he continued to sleep, but this was expected as some drugs were still in his system. A few hours later, during Ramon's watch (they had decided to leave the walkie-talkies during their little experiment), a muffled cough escaped Jack before she slowly began to blink, before his eyes opened properly.
Ramon silently watched as Jack looked around the room confused - this wasn't his hospital room. Once seeing Ramon he could deduce what had happened. They had probably brought him here - less questions.
"How are you feeling Jack?" As Ramon spoke Jack took note of the concern in his voice.
"Bad." He stated as he tried to sit up. As he moved he was met with the searing pain he had before, but this time he continue to push himself until he was in an upright position - even if he was almost crying from the pain. He had to show Ramon that his injuries weren't going to be a problem.
"Jack," Ramon started in a doubtful tone. "You should not be moving at all."
"Yeah.... But it doesn't hurt quite as much as it did last time." He gasped, still taken with the pain.
"That's because your hip is slowly healing on the inside, The bone is set, it just needs time to do so properly. Once it has, you can slowly start to move around - but that's going to take some time, and you have to stay as still as possible for at least a week - otherwise the hip may be disrupted or even dislodged." He paused, anticipating his reaction at his next statement. "I'm going to have to keep you sedated for that duration."
"What?" Jack croaked, fighting off a bout of dizziness in his head.
"Listen, we get through the next five days, then you can begin your recovery. Maybe even get you moving if its not too painful." He compromised, knowing his terms were non negotiable.
"I can take the pain." He intervened angrily, thinking about his deadline. He needed to work as soon as possible.
"No you can't."
Ending the debate Ramon reconnected the I.V. into Jack's hand. He didn't want to do so, Jack was very responsive when conscious - but he couldn't take the risk of him injuring himself further. Jack was powerless to stop him and could feel the drugs quickly effecting him, he immediately felt better. As he watched Ramon through his drooping eyes, he spoke with slurred words,
"Your making a mistake."
After that he closed his eyes, once again oblivious to the world.
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